MY LOVE STORY PINK SATURDAY PART II W/BLOG PARTY AT MIMI BELLA BOO

Before I tell you my own personal love story I must thank Beverly at How Sweet The Sound for hosting our Pink Saturdays. I also want to remind everyone to keep her in your prayers as she goes through a rough patch with her health. I also want to mention  Bonjour Romance who had asked us to tell our love story. I enjoyed reading all the various stories everyone sent to her. I also thank  Mimi Bella Boo for hosting her first ever blog party. She asked us to relay our romantic I said Yes stories. I am posting her  button here. Please join us at Mimi Bella Boo and all these great blogs with their love stories and more. Thank you for letting us all share. Happy Valentines Day.

I meet my future mother-in-law in 1972. It was the summertime after my high school graduation and I was earning a few extra dollars by  taxiing my two aunts and their friend to their job at the local college where they all worked with Rita, who would later become my mother-in-law. She mentioned to me that I was a lovely girl who would make a great wife for her son Avery! I never forgot that and in 1976 I met my hubby. We met at a local hot spot called the "Bloody Bucket Lounge".  Not very romantic but...I was leaving the next day to visit my good friend Barb Shobe (Boyack) and be the maid of honor in her wedding. We saw each other on and off until 1983 when I moved to the Denver metro area from our home town in Pueblo, Colorado to be close to him.  I was a single mother of a young daughter and my girl adored Avery as much as I did! He also adored her. We had a whirlwind courtship and he stuck by me even though I had been in a car accident and had severe whiplash! He never wavered and although my daughter Noelle stayed behind in Pueblo to continue her schooling with the help of my parents I was suffering from blackouts and had a lot of pain from the car accident. To top it all off my dad suffered a heart attack and spent 38 days on ICU and was in a coma! My sweetheart picked me up after work every Friday and drove to Pueblo (120miles each way) with me as I sat in that hospital waiting room. My dad survived that first heart attack and in March 1984 Avery and I talked about marriage. We drove to Pueblo to see our folks and my dad had lost a lot of his memory from the ordeal. He carried a small notebook in his breast pocket on his shirt and wrote important things down and repeated them to himself so he could remember. He wrote Avery's name in his book about a dozen times so he would remember him. He asked my future husband if he were a Catholic. Avery replied that he was not. My dad asked him if he was a believer and when Avery said yes it sealed our fate! My dad knew Noelle & I would be loved a lot and he knew then that he could let us go. My father always worried about me being a single mom and he was overjoyed to have Avery in our lives. Avery asked me to marry him and  we had a quick wedding on May 3, 1984. It was a very private ceremony in a small church hall in a church in North Denver. My husband's friend was a former prison minister and he married us in his church with my hubby's best friend Dave at his side and a girl I once roomed with Lynn at mine. My mother-in-law and father-in-law hosted a small family reception for us and we had a wonderful time. I became very ill after our wedding and ended up with three major neuro surgeries. My new husband never left my side and even wrote about how he felt in his creative writing class. He was studying at Belleview Bible College and taking extra classes at Front Range Community College. When I read that paper I knew that my husband was a keeper and he was my forever friend,lover,companion, father of my children and someone I hope to grow old with.